Busy Baby - Tomas Barfod, Beacon, Nina Kinert

Take their eyes out

Awful pale now

Another coming down

The world is a curse

Fingers bleeding

Hearts growing hard

If you would go down

That’s what I’ll see

Standing here now

Like a mother

Closed eye to the Sun

It’s all inside there

When we make busy, baby, you’ll understand

And all that mud will turn to gold in your hand

And you won’t be afraid to fight it no less

You have the power, baby, say yes

Please, don’t take us

Out of the rain

Good love coming down

Over our skin

Ships won’t take us

To our maker

We’re your saving grace

Your safe haven

Ah, a-ah

We’re your fighters

Against the sentence

To a role in life

In play by men

Centimeters

From your embrace

We don’t know your name

But heard it somewhere

(Ah, a-ah)

Say yes